Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

"Forget it, on some issues, we can't reach a consensus at all."

Although Liu Zhen has read a lot and is considered open-minded, she has not read any parenting books, and she has no experience in being a mother for the first time about how to raise and educate children.

"Please tell me clearly what the problem is. Don't always stand on the commanding heights of morality and act as a tolerant person. You are high above, and say lightly that I forgive you."

Liu Zhen pointed to Nan Yi's nose, "My surname is Nan, I said you are too fucking capable of pretending, you can just pretend outside, can you live a more real life at home? If you are dissatisfied with me, just say it , don't put on a disdainful face to argue with me, pretend, who are you pretending for?"

"Hey, President Liu, you have made progress. Not only have you spoken well today, but your eyesight has also improved. You can actually see through my pretentiousness." Nanyi looked at Liu Zhen and said with a smirk.

Liu Zhen dived to the top, jumped onto Nanyi, and plucked Nanyi's hair, "Laugh, I'll make you laugh, pretend, I'll let you pretend."

When Liu Zhen's hand left her hair and was about to hit her face, Nan Yi shouted, "It's almost enough, you can pluck your hair as you like, but your face is not good, you still have to meet people."

"I met someone who crippled your legs and lay on the bed every day. I'll take care of you." Liu Zhen didn't even think about killing her. Seeing Nan Yi handing over the ladder, she quickly climbed down.

"Come on, I really want to eat soft food, but you are too stupid, if I hadn't protected you, you would have been eaten to pieces."

"Just keep looking at people through the crack of the door."

"Go down, I'll straighten my hair." Nanyi got up together, sent Liu Zhen off the chair, and adjusted her hair with the reflection of the glass mat on the table, "I said you are ruthless enough, and you plucked a lot."

Liu Zhen held the hair elastic in her lips, pushed her hair back with her hands, and said vaguely: "If you still pretend to be in front of me, I will still squeeze it."

"When was your last checkup?"

"Middle of the year."

"Go for a physical examination tomorrow, you either have early menopause or you have rabies."

"If I have rabies, I will bite you to death." Liu Zhen rolled her eyes, and stretched her hands behind her to tie her hair. "Hurry up, go out to eat, my son is still waiting."

"knew."

After tidying himself up, Nan Yi came to the dining room, where Nan Wuwei was holding a children's bowl and pulling rice there.

"Why did you take out the children's bowl again? Didn't I tell you that the craftsmanship of this thing is not good enough, and it will emit harmful substances when heated." Nan Yi walked up to Nan Wuwei, "Son, put the bowl down, Dad will give it to you Change the bowl."

"Um."

Nanyi threw the children's bowl into the trash can, and made two more bowls of rice with the porcelain bowl.

Sitting next to Nan Wuwei with a rice bowl in his hand, Nan Yi said angrily, "It costs hundreds of thousands to feed the dogs every year, and Nan's family can still afford to throw a few bowls."

"Stop pointing fingers at me, I feel sorry for Wan, I'm afraid my son will get stuck."

"You shouldn't worry about it. It's normal for boys to bump into each other. Can you be called a man if you don't get hurt?" Nan Yi complained while helping Nan Wuwei, "Son, do you want to go to the Children's Palace to learn something? Piano , violin, accordion, chess, painting, dancing, whatever you like, as long as you like."

"I want to learn guqin." Nan Wuwei said after thinking for a while.

"Why do you want to learn this?"

Liu Zhen interjected: "This year, there was an ink animation film on TV called "Shanshui Qing", in which the male protagonist, a young fisherman, learned Guqin."

"Is it because of this?" Nan Yi confirmed to Nan Wuwei.

"Yes, playing the guqin sounds good."

"Okay, dad will go to the Children's Palace tomorrow to see if there is any guqin interest class, and if there is one, he will sign up for you. If there is no dad, he will help you find a teacher."

"Uh-huh."

Nan Wuwei nodded.

Nan Yi regained his focus from Nan Wuwei, put some winter bamboo shoots and fried potherb mustard into a bowl, took a few mouthfuls of rice, and said to Liu Zhen, "I'll go to Uncle Ke's house tomorrow to see the old couple."

"There is also naphtha gold at home, which is made from deep-sea fish oil. It is good for the elderly to eat it. You can bring them a few boxes."

"Ahem." Nanyi coughed twice and said, "Did you buy it from outside?"

"You've got to lose your conscience and come up with such a shameless idea. Xian Weizhong sent it. He said that it's a serious thing and it's different from other things. It sells for hundreds of boxes. It's in the high-end market. How much is a box of hundreds of dollars?" He can afford to buy it personally, he is really whimsical."

"Good things have the characteristic of spreading in a small area. If everyone can get them, it is absolutely impossible to be a good thing. How many people can afford it, others don't know, and people in your bank don't know ?”

"There are individuals with deposits of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, but I don't believe that they will buy some brain oil and go bankrupt sooner or later."

"Shut up for me, pretend to be a good person, you can only say me when you spend your salary at home, Liu, how much money do you have a month?"

"Why do you ask so much? You don't care how much I have, it's my private money."

"If you don't say it, don't say it. You just need to be careful, and don't inexplicably add a sum of money to your account one day."

"You think I'm stupid. I never tell anyone about my account. I don't save money in it except for my salary. I know exactly how much money will come in every month. Even if someone wants to deposit money into my account to frame me I, I will know the first time.

Besides, your worry is a bit unnecessary. Who is so stupid to use his own salary account to collect money? Now you can open an account anonymously. If I think about it, I can open several Nanyi accounts tomorrow. "

"Come on, I don't have an account in China, and I don't plan to open any account. I can't believe that an idiot like you can become the bank president."

"If you talk nonsense again, I will bite you to death."

"Oh, son, are the winter bamboo shoots tender?" Nan Yi sneered and said to Nan Wuwei.

"Tender and delicious."

"You can eat more if it's delicious." Nanyi picked out a few shredded winter bamboo shoots from the potherb mustard and put them in Nan Wuwei's bowl, and said to Liu Zhen: "The winter bamboo shoots are good, fry them with chicken oil tomorrow, and put the winter bamboo shoots before frying." Blanch and soak in cold water for half an hour."

"What a hassle, do it yourself."

"I do what I do. You have followed me for many years. Your skills have not improved at all. You are really the life of a young lady. You must have taken the wrong path when you were reincarnated. You shouldn't be in the alley. No matter what, it has to be in the army compound.

Go back and ask your mother if you are the lady of the big man's family. When I was a child, I exchanged children with the Liu family. Now that the big man is going through difficulties, the Liu family's own daughter is there to eat and drink spicy food. You are a real lady here as a cook . "

"The surname Nan, finally tell the truth, you know that I have a hard time here, right?"

"Yeah, you've suffered. The nanny at your own father's house went out to buy vegetables and drove a tank, and there was a helicopter escort in the sky. When you went to the vegetable market to buy bean sprouts, you bought them by item. Oh, Missy, I have to eat 8.25 sticks today, so I have to pinch them." The head and the tail are removed, and the stuff in the stomach still needs to be stuffed with abalone juice..."

"Fuck you, you're talking so badly." Liu Zhen scolded with a smile.

Nan Wuwei raised his head and complimented: "Father, what you said is really nice, even better than the cross talk in the Spring Festival Gala."

"Haha, the little mouth is so sweet, keep it up. If Dad is happy, he will give you a new mother at the end of the year, a beautiful and good-tempered one."

"Oh, oh, Dad, I suddenly lost my hearing." Nan Wuwei hurriedly said as soon as he heard Nan Yi's words.

Nan Yi looked at Liu Zhen and said, "It's ok, your son has been tamed by you, did you beat him?"

"I hit it, how about it?"

"Go on, when you are old, be careful with your oxygen tube."

"Shut up, eat your meal."

The next day, Nan Yi went to visit Ke Jianzhen and his wife.

The old couple are not too old, and they have made up for the physical loss in the past few years, and they seem to be in good spirits.

"Look at this object, a blue-and-white phoenix-patterned goblet, I bought it at a stall."

After chatting for a few words in the living room, Ke Jianzhen took Nanyi to his treasure room to appreciate the fine things he bought.

Nanyi looked left and right at a tall bowl, and then asked something unsightly, "Uncle Ke, how much can this be sold for?"

"You, you, really...forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about you." Ke Jianzhen shook his head and said, "If you talk about the value, it will be enough for my old couple to eat for the rest of their lives. The value cannot be lowered.”

"hehe."

Nan Yi smiled awkwardly, then glanced around again, looking at Ke Jianzhen's other collections.

"I met a young man at the stall a few days ago. He is very talented in antiques. I heard that he made a little money by picking up leaks."

"Why, Uncle Ke likes him very much?"

"It's hard to say for the time being, let's observe and observe first. I don't want to bring the skills I have learned into the coffin. I always want to find someone to inherit my mantle."

Nan Yi picked up an ancient coin and looked at it in his hand, "Well, I'll let my son come over another day to see if he's interested in your craftsmanship."

"Are you pitying my old man?" Ke Jianzhen said displeased.

"Wow, too many skills don't overwhelm you. If my son is interested, you can teach him together."

"Wu Wei, he is a smart boy. If he wasn't your son, I would really like to take him as an apprentice." Ke Jianzhen said regretfully, "It's a pity, he is your son, and you definitely wouldn't let him be an antique appraiser. "

"It's fine to be a hobby, but not a career." Nanyi waved his hand and said, "I'll send Wuwei here to live for a few days, and you can nurture him."

"It's fine to send him here to live. Mu Xi and I both like Wuwei very much. If you are willing, I plan to recognize him as my grandson."

"Okay, don't talk about being a grandson, you can also be a son or a younger brother."

Ke Jianzhen smiled and said, "I'm going to recognize Wuwei as my younger brother, how do you talk about seniority with him?"

"You can talk about it however you like. My son, my son, I almost don't have to call my father. The rest is not much different from adopting a father."

"Don't talk nonsense, Wuwei is a sensible child at first glance. What I said earlier is serious. I really want to recognize him as a grandson. You won't feel that my identity has humiliated him?"

"Uncle Ke, look at what you said, what identity is not, are you going to be casual or formal?"

Ke Jian really didn't even think about it, so he said, "I'm going to be more formal, and invite a few old friends to come over to watch the ceremony, which can be regarded as inviting everyone to be a witness. In the future, Mu Xi and I will leave this house and everything in it to Wuwei after a hundred years. Hey , See why I said this, with you here, how could Wuwei lack this thing."

"No, it's not too little, it's not too little, Uncle Ke, think about whether you have hidden something outside, don't miss it, and give it to Wuwei." Nanyi said half-jokingly.

Not to mention, Nan Yi is really rare Ke Jianzhen's things, the origin is innocent, and he doesn't worry about being caught in the pigtails. In the future, Nan Wuwei will keep it for his own use or donate it to others.

Ke Jianzhen glanced at Nanyi, "I still owe a large amount of debt outside, do you want it?"

"I don't want it, you tell Wuwei."

"You can stay in Shanghai for a few more days, and posting posts to old friends will take some time." Ke Jianzhen was too lazy to talk nonsense with Nanyi, so he said directly.

Nan Yi said with a serious face, "Uncle Ke, it's too late this year. I may have to leave at any time. Next spring, the spring will be warm and the flowers will bloom and everything will recover. You have a grandson. It's a good spring and a good meaning."

"Alright, I have plenty of time, I can arrange it more leisurely, and I also have time to prepare a big gift for my grandson. Let's finish reading everything, and go out for tea after reading."

"finish watching."

Taking advantage of the situation, Nanyi put the ancient coins in his hand back on the shelf, and followed Ke Jianzhen out.

In the living room, Ke Jianzhen told Sun Muchi about the "grandson", which made Sun Muchi very happy. Not worrying about food or drink, staying at home every day and doing nothing, Sun Muxi has long wanted to have a big grandson in his hand to hurt him.

"Aunt Sun, there are a lot of activities for the elderly outside, such as Yang-style Tai Chi, photography sessions, ballroom dancing, etc. If you are bored at home, you can also go to participate, and you can't go out to play bridge or poker."

"Yang-style Tai Chi is soft and there is nothing to practice. I am a disciple of Master Sun in Sun Lutang." Sun Muxi said lightly.

"Hey, Aunt Sun, you are still a well-known teacher."

"Okay, Nan Yi, don't listen to your Aunt Sun's nonsense, what kind of disciple of Master Sun, Master Sun made a living by opening a martial arts gym and teaching people to boxing, and he opened a martial arts gym in Shanghai in his later years;

When your Auntie Sun became an adult, Master Sun was no longer around. She just studied in Master Sun's martial arts gym for a few days, and she stopped learning because she thought it was too hard. She is not considered a disciple of Master Sun at all.

Nan Yi, let me tell you that when Master Sun was in his seventies, he participated in a charity performance for disaster relief. He was still in good spirits on the stage, and his martial arts moves were not at all vague, and he punched his fists vigorously.

The audience in the audience had never seen this kind of scene before. As soon as it was passed on, Master Sun's reputation became famous in Shanghai Beach.

At that time, the little devil's judo master Ban Hengyixiong happened to be in Shanghai. Hearing the name of Master Sun, he was curious and wanted to use the little devil's judo to compete with this Hua Guo boxer.

Master Sun didn't hesitate at all in the face of the war letter. From the very beginning, he calmly threw Ban Heng Yixiong to the ground. Master Sun flatly refused.

Later, the unconvinced five little devil warriors came to challenge Sun Lutang again, but even though there were many people, they couldn't get any benefits.

The five little devil warriors pinned down Master Sun, controlling his ability to move, and tried to win in this way, but it was obvious that Master Sun, who had practiced boxing since childhood, was superior. Won the contest again.

After these things, Master Sun’s name is very famous in Shanghai Beach, and the children of rich people will go to his boxing gym to learn boxing. The tuition fee is quite a lot, but after a few days of learning, most of them can’t bear the pain and don’t go anymore. .

They are the good fortune boys from Master Sun's school, and your Aunt Sun is also one of them. "

"Old Ke, what are you talking about?"

Sun Muxi couldn't help but push Ke Jianzhen to express her complaint.

"Hehe, Uncle Ke, have you seen Huo Yuanjia? Who is better between him and Sun Lutang?"

"How could I have seen him? I was born after almost 20 years since the old man passed away. As for who is better, I don't know martial arts, so I can't compare. I only know that there were many famous boxers in Shanghai Beach back then, from the south and the north. , Many people come here to break the signboards, and there will be martial arts competitions on the Bund every now and then, that’s just what I heard, but I haven’t seen it with my own eyes.”

"It should be Master Sun who is more powerful. Huo Yuanjia's foundation is not good. He was weak and sickly when he was a child, with congenital deficiencies." Sun Muxi said.

Ke Jianzhen frowned and said: "There is no basis, don't say anything based on your own subjective speculation, it is easy to mislead others."

"Uncle Ke, you don't have to be so serious, just discuss it casually."

"It's not true, it's because we lack the attitude of seeking truth from facts. No one dares to speak the truth, and no one dares to do business. We just know how to shout slogans and lie to ourselves every day. You fool me, I fool ghosts."

"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about, that is, Master Sun, don't go online."

"Okay, okay, I won't say, I won't say." Ke Jianzhen picked up the teacup and stopped talking.

Nan Yi remained silent, staring at the teacup in his hand, studying the pattern on it, not knowing whether the pattern was drawn last week or fifty weeks ago.

In the dormitory of the performance department of the Shanghai Opera a few kilometers away, Chen Lu was lying on her bunk in silk pajamas, reading Nanyi's reply.

"Are you really going to audition?" Another girl in the dormitory asked differently.

"Yeah, this is a Hong Kong movie, don't worry about it, let's try it." Chen Lu acted a little casually.

Chen Lu's mouth is casual, but her heart is not as casual as she shows. Although she participated in several works in the past two years, she played small roles and has never played a leading role. This time it is Xiang The great director of the drama came to shoot a costume drama, and it will be screened in Hong Kong after filming. If she can participate in the performance, then she may become famous in Hong Kong.

In order to buy an extra insurance for herself, she also wrote a letter to the not-so-simple brother Nanyi, asking if he could help her, but Nanyi's reply was very vague, she didn't say for sure that she could help her, nor Say you can't help yourself, just let yourself work hard.

"Oh, I know I need to work hard, but it's not so easy to win a role. It seems that Brother Nanyi doesn't know anything about the film and television industry." Chen Lu sighed, and put Nanyi's letter aside.

Another girl said enviously: "I'm really jealous that you were selected. I also submitted the information, but I was not allowed to audition at all."

Chen Lu climbed down from the bunk and said with a smile, "Maybe it's luck."

Then, several girls sat together, chatting twitter, and everyone looked forward to the future with each other.

But when it was approaching noon, when Chen Lu left with her luggage, the atmosphere in the dormitory suddenly changed. Before, hello and hello, the love of girlfriends disappeared in an instant.

"Huh, what's there to be proud of, isn't it just to audition, it's not certain whether you won't be selected."

The one who said this was the girl who praised Chen Lu just now.

"Whoever makes us reluctant, we should get close to the directors more, show more face in front of them, it's no good, next time I have a chance to meet a great director, I will go all out."

"Yes, you should learn from Chen Lu, this little bitch, and get in touch with directors more. There are less than two years left before graduation. If you don't find acting opportunities, you won't be able to get assigned to a good unit in the future."

"Hmph, I just can't stand her. She shows herself beautifully every day. She really thinks that she will become famous after filming a few TV dramas. She shows off every day. Isn't it because she wants to get a high profile?"

"Who will let others be spared? If you want to be willing, you can do it."

"Hey, I see, she definitely won't be selected this time, but I heard that the leading actor in this play is Zhang Yimou, how could the female leading role use her as a coquettish fox?"

"That's right, that's right, I think she's just going on a day trip, and she'll come back in despair the day after tomorrow."

...

After having lunch at Ke Jianzhen's house, Nan Yi bid farewell and left.

After that, he went to the [Youth] Palace.

The concept of quality education was mentioned in the early years, but most parents at this time did not have any specific concept of this term, but in fact some of their educational methods already explained everything.

At that time, tuition classes for mainstream subjects such as mathematics, physics, and foreign languages ​​had not yet become popular. In the eyes of parents, these subjects were tasks to be completed in school, while the direction of training outside of school was other hobbies.

Compared with making up lessons, it will be more popular to send children to the Children's Palace.

In all cities and counties across the country, it is inevitable to have such a teaching base, but what is learned here is not boring textbook knowledge, but the development of various interests.

It was Monday, and there was not a single child in the Children's Palace, only a few staff members.

Through two people, Nanyi found Mr. Huang who was in charge of recruiting students, and inquired about it. There was no guqin class in the Children's Palace. Nanyi could only express his disappointment, but he still asked if he could visit the Children's Palace.

After getting permission, Nan Yi wandered around the Children's Palace.

In his previous life, as a rural child, Nanyi had only heard of the Children's Palace, but he had never seen it. He didn't see it on TV until he was not suitable for coming to the Children's Palace. At that time, he was very envious of being able to sit in the Children learning musical instruments and painting in the classroom of the Children's Palace.

Unlike children who were forced by their parents to go to cram schools decades later, most of the children who study in the Children's Palace at this time are voluntary, or they will study very seriously instead of perfunctory.

Parents at this time are relatively pure, they just want their children to learn more things, and their purpose is not so strong, and at this time, no one else can go to the Children's Palace, and most families can't afford this extra expense. When the children heard that so and so could come to the Children's Palace on weekends, they all looked enviously.

Decades later, if children hear that so-and-so does not need to go to cram school on weekends, they will be envious and jealous.

I have what others don't have, and I have to have what others have. These are two completely different situations.

Decades later, for most parents of children, sending their children to cram schools can only touch them. How much I have suffered and suffered for my children's education;

But for children, it is simply a kind of torture, a kind of inhuman treatment. They are forced to learn even if they are not interested. seed.

This time is different. Under the blessing of scarcity and superiority, no matter whether the children really want to learn or not, they will study very seriously, because they know that the opportunity to learn is hard-won, and their economic strength is limited. Few parents can take it easy. Song Song sent the children to the Children's Palace, most of them had to grit their teeth and dig out the money from food and drink.

In addition, after learning well, you can brag with your friends. There are also various opportunities to express yourself at school. The desire to express yourself is something that children are born with. Deep down, no one wants to be on the stage and be cheered by others.

Through the window, Nanyi imagined the scene of studying inside for a while, and then asked his son what else he wanted to learn after returning home. The feeling of being taught one-on-one at home is different from sitting in the classroom. He does not want his own The son lacks an experience.

In Sierra Leone, Team G of the Grain Guard is escorting seven or eight trucks of agricultural products to the trading site, and the Okapi team from Division B of the Shit Stirrer is behind them for covert protection.

"Defectors, defectors."

"Lincoln, I can hear you." Jin Guoquan said in a bad tone.

He was not satisfied with the code name North Korean defector at all, but he had already been called out, and he couldn't change it even if he wanted to.

"Beware of the direction at three o'clock, there are abnormal reflections."

"Copy." Jin Guoquan replied, and then said into the intercom: "Malay girl, pay attention."

"Got."

The Malay girl in the car body responded, poked her head out of the pile of sacks, carefully opened the small hole in the tarpaulin, poked the sniper rifle out of the hole, and aimed at the three o'clock direction.

"Damn it, North Korean defectors, we are out of luck. Twenty-five people, six monkeys, eight hair dryers, and the rest are Su Xiule, elite soldiers, with armed pickup trucks, and there are also in the direction of 1 o'clock and 6 o'clock."

"Come at us?"

"What do you think? Hurry up and contact Her Majesty the Queen and ask if it's a pre-emptive strike."

"Xiba, RUF bastards, stay alert and wait for my order. Lincoln, did you hear that?"

"I heard that, the Hokapi will do its best to protect you, good luck."

Jin Guoquan took out his satellite phone and quickly called Rebecca to report the current situation.

"Abandon the goods and save your life at all costs."

"Got."

Jin Guoquan put down the satellite phone, thought about the countermeasures in his mind, and then said into the intercom: "Listen up, the further we drive, the more dangerous we are, and this place is only 20 kilometers away from the government-controlled area. As long as we enter Jungle, these trash can't catch up with us.

Now, turn thirty degrees to the left, abandon the car after ten seconds of driving, get ready, start the countdown, eight, seven, six... that's it. "

Following Jin Guoquan's order, people jumped out of the cabs, co-pilots, and trucks of the eight trucks, rolled on the spot, paused for a second or two, and then stood up from the ground. Thirteen people in total ran to the ground. Where they should be, form a tactical formation.

"North Korean defectors, at one o'clock, three o'clock, and six o'clock, no less than 70 people will surround you. You have at most fifty seconds."

"Where can you go?"

"At eight o'clock, we will meet you three hundred meters away."

"Very well, I hope the truck kills a few more people, 20 vs 70, we don't have much chance."

"Yes, North Korean defector, maybe today is the last time we cooperate. Don't worry, I will take care of your wife. I will marry her and give her happiness."

"Lincoln, Fuckyou, this joke is not funny at all." Jin Guoquan panted while running fast.

"Haha, count down for five seconds, prepare to watch the big fireworks, five, four..."

As Lincoln counted down, three pickup trucks had parked beside the trucks, and a few people jumped off the pickup trucks to check the trucks. Then, almost in no particular order, eight trucks exploded brilliant fireworks around, and three pickup trucks The pickup and the people on it will all be reimbursed.

Then, there was a messy roar, and the other pickup trucks parked in the distance started, and accelerated to chase the North Korean defectors in the direction they were running.

The defectors ran, kept running, and soon came to a slope. Thirteen of them took off their tactical backpacks, lay down on the ground, and got ready for battle.

"Lincoln, how much was reimbursed?"

"16, we still have 57 to deal with. I have bad news for you. There are three Type 77 anti-aircraft machine guns on the pickup truck. Pray, I can only kill two with confidence."

"Xiba, Lincoln, I don't believe in God, I believe in Shaman."

"No matter what you believe in, what else can you do but pray?"

"Lincoln, something uplifting."

"OK, listen up, Go west, Young man."

As Lincoln's words fell, two very close shots of sniper rifles rang out, and as the machine gunners operating the Type 77 on the bodies of the two pickup trucks were killed, the machine guns on the other five pickup trucks roared.

Da da da, bang bang bang, bang bang, three different gunshots overwhelmed the defectors.

"Malay girl, Malay girl, Xiba, Malay girl won the lottery."

Malay girl is a sniper. In order to deal with the last Type 77, she retracted her head slower than others. Because of this, she was unfortunately hit by a 12.7mm bullet in the triangular depression under the Adam's apple. , above the chest almost turned into a smash.

"North Korean defectors, listen up, 32, 47, 309, fire rapidly, and shoot out the shells directly."

"Hear, we only have four shells, and we don't have a seat, so we can't hit them accurately."

"Never mind, be ready to notify me."

Within ten seconds, Lincoln heard the prepared reply.

"Correction, 33, 45, 307."

"alright."

"Fire."

Boom, boom, boom, the sound of cannon ejection sounded one after another, and one after another the shells exploded among the pickup trucks.

"Counterattack, now."

As soon as Lincoln's voice fell, various gunshots erupted immediately.

The G team and the Okapi team form a pincer attack to output firepower to the enemy. Assault rifles and light machine guns are responsible for suppressing firepower, and snipers and precision shooters are responsible for shooting and killing the enemy.

One, two, three, while the enemy was dying, there were screams from time to time in the two teams.

Bullets don't have eyes, and the fact that a special operations team presses down one or two hundred people to fight can only happen in movies. Once hit, no matter where it is, as long as the bullet has a chance to roll in the body, generally the hit person lose combat effectiveness.

Fighting hand to hand is about excellent tactical coordination, number of people, and luck. There is no immortality, no God mode, and no immortal.

When the gunfire stopped and they took an inventory, the G team had one more hanged and two were injured, and the okapi had three minor injuries, one was unlucky and lucky, and two fingers were broken. Go back, but you won't be able to eat the rice of mercenaries in the future.

There was no time to grieve, no time to bury their comrades in arms, to collect commemorative and revealing things, strong backs that could not walk, the two teams quickly retreated into the jungle.

"Dad, it's your turn."

Nan Wuwei drew a triangle on the notebook, and Nan Yi realized that he was finished. Nan Wuwei's two triplets had already formed, and he had no time to block them.

"There is no chess, Dad lost, and my Wuwei's chess skills have improved."

"Hee hee, Dad, it's you who have regressed. You made mistakes here and here." Nan Wuwei took a pen and clicked on the notebook, "As long as you write here and here, we will continue."

Nan Yi looked at the notebook and nodded, "You are right, Dad did make a mistake, you draw a new chessboard, and we will continue."

"Um."

Nan Wuwei nodded, without using a ruler, he turned to a new page and drew horizontal and vertical lines on it.

"Nansheng, call, Shennong Nanliang Rebecca is calling." Nan Yi was waiting for Nan Wuwei to draw the chessboard when the school girl came to him.

"Wuwei, draw slowly, and Dad will answer the phone."

"Oh, Dad, you can go."

Holding the phone, Nanyi came to the study on the second floor, closed the door and said to the microphone: "Speak."

"The Sierra Leone trade team was ambushed, two were killed, one was seriously injured, four were slightly injured, and two needed to be retired."

"Which two teams?"

"One G team, one shit-stirring okapi team, the two who died were members of G team, Malay girls and Filipino maids."

"Do you have any family?"

"The Filipino maid has no family members, and the Malay girl has a younger sister who was trained in Ruan Zhiping's security company and is a candidate for your personal bodyguard, BOSS."

"Are the others safe?"

"It's safe."

"Okay, let's deal with the aftermath first. The matter of revenge will be postponed until we find out what's going on."

"Yes, I understand."

Nanyi hung up the phone and muttered silently: "The 14th, 15th, there are 15 in total. It's really a success."

"Have you received the message?"

After being silent for a while, Nanyi called Uedo Masami.

"Got it, President, I'm really sorry, I didn't handle the matter well last time."

"Don't be sorry, I need to know who to seek revenge on."

"Hayi, I'll send someone to investigate immediately."

"ASAP."